Chapter 190 Concerns About Safety.

The steam from the bathroom filled the whole room. Camus leaned quietly on the edge of the bathtub, staring at the mist in the air in a daze, because too many things had happened recently, causing his brain to freeze.

"Alas... There are so many things, I really want to be quiet, especially the Candlelight Club, how should I deal with it? Now that I know the power of the seal, I dare not use that thing even more." As his thoughts surged, Camus thought of the dangers he would face, and the Candlelight Club must be ranked first.

"No, the other party has not made any moves since the death of those second-level nightmares. Is it planning some conspiracy?" Camus thought of this situation, and his body, which was relaxed by the warm water, suddenly tensed up. He suddenly thought of a lot of things. Would the Candlelight Club be planning a bigger conspiracy without anything?

"I have to take a look..." Camus murmured, took out the mirror that he must carry with him from the dirty clothes next to him, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Great source of nothingness, please grant me the right to use the mirror, please tell me where the people of the Candlelight Society are?"

As Camus murmured, the water vapor floating in the air became still, and a light breeze came out of the mirror. The mirror suddenly became blurred and distorted, and a dim picture appeared in Camus's sight. This was an old manor. Through the window, Camus clearly saw the plain outside the window and the members of the Candlelight Society wearing black robes.

"Where is this place?" Just as Camus was confused, a burst of dense footsteps appeared in the aisle behind him. Because the connected mirror was a small makeup mirror, Camus could only see the things in front of him through this mirror, and he didn't dare to change the mirror frequently in this environment, because he knew that the other party had a third-level nightmare. In this case, Camus could only be a listener honestly.

"The Madikka Empire, the Bili District is still too dangerous. We need to change our base."

"We have no money. The only money we have left has been used to buy the medium."

"Hush... keep your voice down. This is not a new kingdom like Laf, but the Madikka Empire created by the Black King."

"Billington is right. There are many churches here, and even more extraordinary organizations. We need to keep a low profile."

"What did the chief priest say?"

"He said that he found the sealed land, but that place is a branch of the Poker Club."

"Cry, Poker Club, this is bad news. What should we do?"

"No... We must liberate my Lord, no matter what the cost."

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Hearing their communication, Camus summarized several things. First, the other party left the Republic of Draf and found the sealed land. Second, the other party found the medium again, which means that he is safe. Third, the Holy Helm's Deep recorded on the parchment is near the branch of the Poker Club in the Madikka Empire.

Thinking of these three possibilities, Camus just wanted to continue listening, and found a cold, desperate, and dead breath coming from afar. This information made Camus very uncomfortable.

"No, this must be that third-order nightmare. I must cut off the contact and not let him find out." Thinking of this, Camus had no time to listen to the remaining communication sounds and decisively closed the connection.

Just after Camus closed the connection, the third-order nightmare of the three-eyed tribe slowly walked to the mirror. After looking around the room, he looked suspicious. He did find an unusual magical fluctuation just now? Could it be that he sensed it wrong? Thinking of this, the old man of the three-eyed tribe sighed slightly.

"This is indeed the top country representing the human country. There are so many powerful people that I have hallucinations. My master is not here, we are too passive." After sighing, the three-eyed old man looked out the window and slowly walked away.

On a train bound for Kadic City, in a closed private room, Kaxiu smiled at the black liquid in his hand. Basically, everything that should be there is gone, and only the living wood is missing. As long as he finds the remaining things, he can be promoted to a sequence one stage two magician.

"Knock, knock..." Just then, Kaxiu's door was knocked, and a deep female voice came from outside the door.

"Mr. Kaxiu, do you mind having an extra travel companion?" A low and clear voice sounded, and Kaxiu put away his things, frowning slightly, because he already knew who the person outside the door was, and he had been dealing with her for the past two days.

"Yardley? Aren't you in your herbal medicine shop? And how did you find me?" Kaxiu did not speak, but asked back in a low and hoarse voice.

"I was lucky, I quickly controlled my outburst. As for how I found it, for perfumers, smell is the best guide, even if it is the smell of a dead person." Yadley spoke in a calm tone, and she stood quietly at the door, certain that Kaxiu would open the door.

"Ji..." As the door made a soft sound, Kaxiu's slightly gloomy cat-man face appeared in Yadley's field of vision. He looked at Yadley, who only had a pair of eyes, and spoke calmly.

"I don't care what's wrong with you. I hope we can live in peace."

"Of course, I have to thank you for your message. It helped me find my way forward." Adri saw the door open, and a smile appeared in her eyes. She looked at Kaxiu and slowly stretched out her hand.

"Well... I wish you good luck." Kaxiu stretched out his hand slightly, and then said perfunctorily.

"What about your herbal medicine shop?" After getting in the car, the atmosphere between the two was very quiet. In order to break the deadlock, Kaxiu tried to ease the atmosphere.

"Oh... are you worried about it being stolen? No one can steal a witch's things. If it's a superhuman, I think he will be miserable." Adrie slowly said that she was a witch, and the word witch represented death, hunger, plague, and disaster in the air of other people. Adrie said that she was a witch, which meant that she didn't look so kind.

"Oh... I hope so. I also think that anyone with a normal mind should stay away from Sequence Eleven." Kaxiu smiled easily. He picked up the newspaper next to him and flipped through it, as if he didn't care much about Adrie, the visitor.

"What about you?" Seeing that Kaxiu was very calm, Adrie looked at him quietly, with a slightly pleasant tone.

"I'm not afraid of you. You are just one person. If you were two people just now, I would never open the door." Kaxiu flipped through the newspaper and spoke calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Very confident, are all the superhumans in Draf so strong?" Adrie suddenly became curious. In her opinion, Kaxiu's performance was that of an ordinary superhuman, but he changed completely as soon as he got on the train, becoming powerful and profound.

"No, it's just that we are strong. I know that the Seventh City is very chaotic. The lower the profile, the better in such a place. This is a train to Draf, not the Seventh City." Kaxiu put down the newspaper, and his black eyes looked at Adrie's bright eyes quietly.

"You guys?" Adrie obviously heard something from Kaxiu's confident tone, and her expression was a little suspicious.

"You will know when you get there." Kaxiu replied mysteriously.

"Haha... I'm looking forward to it suddenly." Adrie laughed and stopped talking.